Best Indignantly Poems
Oops, It was an Accident
I accidentally let one loose
on a blind date with a guy named Bruce.
We went to the movies on that fateful day
happily carrying our snacks on a tray.
We settled down in our comfy seat
all ready to enjoy this special treat.
Things were proceeding oh so well
with popcorn, hot dogs, banana split with caramel,
when suddenly my stomach began to rumble,
and to my dismay, gurgle and grumble.
In fear, I felt the gases build up
like a once dormant volcano about to erupt.
Then helplessly, I had to just let it loose;
oh my gracious, the stench was profuse!
Mortified I wanted to drop to my knee,
but played possum so none would suspect it was me.
People started shouting such gross obscenities,
and hollering out unmentionable profanities.
One voice declared that something had died;
another indignantly wanted the stinker identified.
Someone suggested the skunk should be drowned;
I wanted to flee, but I dared not turn around.
So quietly I sat unknown in the dark cinema,
as poor Bruce wondered aloud if someone had been given an enema.
My heart boomed forth just like a doom-drum,
I prayed no other foul odor would escape my guilty bum.
But like a clan of skunks, it lingered and stunk,
I was so afraid folks would figure out who’d made that funk.
Thankfully I was saved from public disgrace
as ushers armed with spray cans fogged up that whole place.
Gratefully I sighed, relieved that my crime
had not been traced back to me by show time!
07-09-2018
Contest: I Accidentally Let One Loose
Sponsor: Charles Messina
Placement: 1st
Categories:
indignantly, anxiety, hilarious, youth,
Form:
Rhyme
MOUNTAIN
I
used
to be stable,
dependable, granite;
a mountain holds an echo
like a lover’s kiss. Once holy parts
of me are crumbling away, eroded by betrayal
~ that shifting precipice, integrity ~ that landslide, my honesty.
? How long does it take for a mountain to become a boulder? ?
Geologists know the answer but you don’t care, you have a pickaxe ?
and the desire for security. If a woman asks you to give up your mountain-ness,
no matter what she needs the rocks for, in exchange for her love, refuse indignantly;
it is not a fair trade.
Categories:
indignantly, analogy, identity, integrity, introspection,
Form:
Concrete
Ahhhh! My heart!
She said one word,
And it shattered my soul,
Once so strong,
My diamonds are coal!
Ridicule, disdain, and disgust
Are all her testy mind can must!
I am stupid,
Indignantly so!
How ever with such insults
Shall I properly grow?
My heart! The pain!
The sting of one word!
Tis an ache one looks on
As grossly absurd!
Though as it were,
I must grow tall,
For such a mere word
Shant possibly end it all
I shall laugh—HA HA!!!
And instead I shall dance,
For life is quite great,
And I still have on pants!
Tis I, a gentleman,
Tried and true,
Whom shall never be less,
E'en when I am with you!
HMPH!
Categories:
indignantly, character, dance, forgiveness, inspiration,
Form:
Dramatic Monologue
In bridled hovel on denuded strand
Tanned damsel loiters on barter stand
Waiting for purloined fealty her title to brand
Festooned in ritual garb, decked with lavish garland
As noble peacock, her fecund colors are fanned
Waiting eligible suitors her utility, virility to scan
Her father a lofty price doth rightly command
To root out pilfering charlatan, worthless brigand
A reputable family with aspirations noble, grand
Bids for the honor of reticent, sheltered hand
Her elder for propriety doth initial offers withstand
Until the esteemed value of his ward family doth understand
A suitable piece of fertile lowland he indignantly demands
In order his tribal status and perpetuity to expand
With gratuitous stipend in token parlance panned
In customary deference, contrite bride accepts husband
Categories:
indignantly, daughter, family, family,
Form:
Rhyme
Dad was puttering around today
Playing with me
God we haven’t played in years
You know, Dad’s eighty now
I remember how he looked in photos at twenty
I remember the twinkle in his eyes
at my sons two year old birthday party.
We played computer, you see Dad it can do this LOOK
LOOK here it does this too!
I did so like kissing the top of his bald head.
So good to see that old comb-over long gone now
So good to smell the MY Dad smell of clean clothes and soap.
Your files need to be organized Dad.
You have them all glommed up in with the general documents files.
Know wonder you can’t find them, all the love poems to his dear heart Ruth.
I wonder if he remembers my wedding day.
He was so handsome in his tux that day.
I remember his smile then as he watched me
walk the white carpet in the garden by the mill pond.
Joy, now is that any name to call a dog [oops SHE doesn’t know she’s a dog!]
The dust mop of a pooch barked indignantly as, I took her Daddies attention from
her.
Had a dog once, Babe was her name, she was a huge sheepdog, we lost
our Babe when I lost my Dad for a long time, BUT he's been back along while too
now
Dad was sharing with me and I so loved it. Me, of course being his first girl,
sharing with me, his love and happiness with his last girl OUR Ruth.
Categories:
indignantly, caregiving, childhood, daughter, family,
Form:
Free verse
Nestled deep in the tawny, drab woodland
Sedate cottage neither haughty nor grand
Sparse hovel of unassuming, itinerant brigand
Martial decor of detached highwayman starkly bland
The etched path sculpted by intemperate hand
No manicured garden on the scrubby strand
Briers and brambles errant straggler must withstand
Thatched clapboards stable his stallion firebrand
Unruly swine garnish acorns from scraggly wasteland
Buried deep in his cellar pilfered contraband
Per chance drifter did the terrain assay
And chose that toilsome, forsaken way
A spartan welcome hauteur did convey
No lodgings, accoutrements could sway
If for grace, mercy they did pray
Only a cold shoulder he did relay
If they tested his temperance and sued for trite parley
He reconnoitered their belongings through wordplay
If no net value they were beguiled to betray
Their worthless lives he did indignantly slay
Categories:
indignantly, adventure, courage, dark,
Form:
Rhyme
Malignant gangrenous political cancer
corrupts, festers, and poisons United States,
thus opposition cannot wait,
especially since Gospel in accordance
with feeble minded Donald Trump
implemented wrought ugly trait,
particularly obliteration, sans progressive
human rights legislation
more or less pronounced positive
in every L ionized Nittany or cotton bowl state
and ratiocination inherent within
mine Democrat oriented mind doth rate
this forty fifth president (defect)
with sawdust packing
his noodle oven egotistical pate
trophy wife (spouse number three),
a Slovenia mate
donning "I don't care anymore"
t-shirt rousing media firestorm of late
essentially silently corroborating,
fostering, and illuminating hate
mutely bolstering the Trump anthem,
viz make America great
again, which pathless,
pithless, and pointless aim
roars like an earsplitting runaway freight
train oblivious of wailing soul asylum,
that no era meets said criteria
backtracking time machine before
rightful indigenous occupants of this land
got decimated as one after another
exploiter did inundate
(comprising a multitude
of indigenous variety of village people
indignantly subjected to Genocide,
when first "discoverer"
of new land didst promulgate
activation wrought deliberate sealed fate
vis a vis capitulation, demolition,
and extirpation, cuz
a scathing rebuke aye attest,
those murderers didst equate
worthlessness of
so called "Indians" on 1492 date,
and still remnants of storied tribes,
now attempt to create
historical documentation operate
ting with limited resources to adjudicate.
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Food methinks doth buzzfeed drumbeat agog
at pyrotechnics July 4th, 2018 shared as blog
posts, a falsehood prevails which dog
gone “FAKE” brewed watered down grog
posits that the majority of Colonialists stay hog
tied to strict task masters, and mainly the scant
upperclass experienced autonomy,
no matter the under class didst futilely rant
and rave with the occasional
uprisings over time did grant
minimal appeasement to stifle violent kant!
Categories:
indignantly, 11th grade, 12th grade,
Form:
Epic
Today,
The beggar woman on the corner held a sign that said:
"Dance Teacher, laid off, anything helps."
And in the 60 seconds my car sputtered indignantly beside her,
I watched the feral lines in her face
I imagined her skin was soft, and unobtrusively without confession
Swaddled in a thin gray sweater,
I romanticize,
That she threw this on, as she walked into the sharp Autumn air
Veiled in a gleaming burst of creativity.
Her body warm from her feet dragging across the floor
To the songs I secretly like
I ponder shamefully
How many pliés, and twirls and graceful arches with her arms
were made before tripping onto this corner?
Gossiping mouths of freeway on-ramps
That become our living rooms, kitchens and halls.
I love her anyway
When spectators throw dollar bills instead of roses
Out of cocoons
that smell of white mochas
Categories:
indignantly, hope, inspirational, love, peopleautumn,
Form:
Free verse
April shows up in a rush
Precipitation falls in such a gush
Raindrops hit my head
Indignantly I shake them away
Looking for cover in any way
Categories:
indignantly, april, rain,
Form:
Acrostic
What would the wise-man do, he asked
A question posed to me
What circumstance has led me here
I seek my own degree
To learn of life, from life itself
I hope in time to know
The secrets of the wisest fools
Aloft and down below
Then learn, he said, go shake, he said
The tree, of fear and pain
And see, he said,what falls, he said
What trinkets you may gain
For knowledge is the gateway
For the lowly to excel
Go leave the past, behind you
And leave it all to Hell
"Is lowly, how you see me then"
Indignantly I cried
"Well, lowly is as you see you
Just take a look, inside"
"For all you know is ample
Enough to join the dots
You're wise enough to know", he said
"The haves and the have-nots"
"I quest, my Lord, for answers
Do not trifle with me, please
I need to know the secrets
Those, that others find, with ease"
"So fill my cup eternal
'Til it brims with all you know
Lead me gently, to the light, I beg
For with you I must go"
"You know me as a stranger, friend
You think me, on the level
I may just be an Angel
Or I may be the Devil
So take that 'Leap of Faith'
And ignore that rancid smell
Abandon all your burdens
And leave it all to Hell"
Categories:
indignantly, philosophy,
Form:
Rhyme
You ask indignantly, why must I go there —
mucking around ... bumping up the sound
You say I’m just trying to be a troublemaker,
and you place a sure bet
that trouble is all I’m gonna get
If I keep playing the race card,
playing the race card
Keep using the black spade,
digging up dirt in the legal courtyard
But, I must use the race card,
use that black spade card
Getting to the hidden truth buried deep is hard
What have we got to lose, we were told
It was a hard speech,
` given what my people is owed
We lost everything:
our native home,
our native tongue
Our God-given name
Whited bones of human degradation
lay in this cemetery of history
Beneath that rotting soil,
somewhere lay my stolen heritage
For truth’s sake, I must know where it’s hid
So I went and searched —
Behind a plantation house of cards,
buried beneath the slave quarters ...
my race to the truth has led me there
Why must I go there?
If you were holding the same
losing, marked card I’ve held,
would you then care?
Categories:
indignantly, black african american, perspective,
Form:
Dramatic Monologue
They still wander with caution and fear in the remote swamps and grasslands
of India and Siberia, and these carnivorous animals are the beautiful tigers.
They are trapped, poched, killed and their soft furs are shipped overseas for huge profits,
but their sad end is drawing near, unless some caring human really gets involved and acts.
Their life span is shorter in their natural habitat, struggling for food and those caged in zoos
have a longer life expectancy...they never experience those hunger pangs in early noons.
They are an extremely hostile species, ready to devour anything that has flesh and blood.
Does anyone wonder why they react so indignantly, don't they fear of being taken and sold?
When tigers are attacked, they fight back and killing they prevent their threat of extinction.
Do we all realize their animosity for the huntsmen, who chase them and shoot them down?
Let's all feel some compassion for them...let's save them and give them freedom and dignity.
Let them roam freely as they did once in South Asia, living in full accord with humanity.
Categories:
indignantly, animals, death, nature, people,
Form:
Couplet
What makes a story a poem
A paragraph a verse
I trust I'll find the answer
Before I'm in my hearse
But if you are the man, Sir
Who can provide the answer
Tell me when it happened
That a verse became a stanza
But if you are a poet
Then you will surely know it
For all your lines will rhyme
Except for when they don't
Now I've just confused myself
By using that word 'don't'
Cos I can't find a single word
That rhymes, so I wont
You see, I'm quite prepared to gamble
That when one takes a lonesome amble
And you're a poet it's allowed
To be described as 'as a cloud'
It's like I'm mounted 'pon a horse
And wouldn't you just know it
My steed has trod a wayward course
That's fodder for a poet
But of late the world of art
Has been blown open wide
It seems that art can be a cow
... In formaldehyde
But poems are a different art
And surely even me
Can speak a little jauntily
And call it poetry
So here I sit with pen in hand
The pen is metaphorical
I'm gonna type my poem now
And it shall be historical
A classic of the genre
My ode shall be Imperical
But seasoned poets may proclaim
My efforts are hysterical
By lamplight lit, my ode was writ
Yet no man cared a lot for it
Pen raised, indignantly I hissed
Then I shall write...
My shopping list!
5 November 2018
Categories:
indignantly, poetry,
Form:
Rhyme
As Reginald Rabbit hopped through the woods
He heard a voice say “Hey”
He stopped to see a teenage rabbit
Wearing a cap with the name Ray
“Hey Dude”,he said to Reginald
“Can you tell me the way to the stream”
“Im meeting up with the boys tonight”
“Dude… Its gonna be extreme”!
Reginald pointed toward the stream
Ray began to hop away
He stopped ,turned around and with a cheeky grin
“Cheers big ears” to Reginald he did say
“Cheers Big Ears” Reginald indignantly muttered to himself
“And seriously addressing me as “Hey Dude”
Reginald somewhat cranky now moaned
“Honestly, the rabbit youth of today are so rude”!!
Categories:
indignantly, fun, silly,
Form:
Rhyme
Westboro Baptist Church to Picket at Sandy Hook
By Elton Camp
“Westboro will picket Sandy Hook Elementary School to sing praise to God for the glory of his work in executing his judgment,” Shirley Phelps-Roper tweeted on Dec. 15.
Westboro Baptist Church is at it again
Praising their god for punishing sin
“God is love” the Bible does say
But they refuse to have it that way
The god they worship is strange to me
The one from the Bible he cannot be
Bible: Each one for his own sins will die
To execute the innocent God won’t try
Twenty children a lunatic did kill
Did that crime give God a thrill?
A secular nation gays does tolerate
Does that bring on all God’s hate?
A theocracy the US has never been
It need not try to ban religious sin
I agree gay conduct to God is wrong
To the state its banning doesn’t belong
Yet here they come to picket a school
All will indignantly say, “What a fool”
Categories:
indignantly, hate, religion, god, bible,
Form:
Rhyme